Terrible Certainty



Die! Slowly you're dying

From this contagious disease

Once you're infected there's no hope of a cure

Your passing is a sure thing

Your thoughts are empty and hopeless

Nothing is left for you now

Having to live with this terrible certainty

Praying is all you can do



It's vicious and crippling and slowly your life will end

But how long will it take to save us from the plague

With fatal convulsions the plague is reaching for us

God knows! What will it take to save us from the plague



Contracted by blood

The virus can be in us all

You're one of it's victims, but then thousands more

And they won't be the last

So many civilisations before

The mighty, the proud and the brave

The poor, the rich - Indiscriminate

Soon they'll all end in the grave



.::melVtec::.